Wouldn't it be fun ?" Condy smote his thigh.

"Fun!" he vociferated; "fun! It is--by Jove--it would be HEAVENLY! Wait a moment.

I'll tell you what we will do.

Tea won't be enough.

We'll go down to Kearney Street, or to the market, and get some crackers to go with it." They hurried back to the California market, a few blocks distant, and bought some crackers and a wedge of new cheese.